Meet Me on the Equinox

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at its highest peak
In the middle of the day
He walked slowly towards the top of the hill, he wondered idly if she'd still come but then dismissed it, knowing that she would. Of Course she would, she'd never missed an Equinox. It was still only 11.45, he was just early. He sat down in the long grass and waited.
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Or darling understand
She walked up the hill towards the empty patch of grass where he was flattening it with his body. She sunk down to her knees beside him and he smiled at her. She hadn't changed much since autumn, her hair was a lighter blonde from the sun and there were faint freckles appearing across her nose. He reached up a hand to hers and she inter twined her fingers with his. He got up and pulled her with him, he led her slowly back down the hill towards his car. They shared a sweet kiss and he saw a small tear in her eyes as she gazed up at him.
That everything, everything ends
that everything, everything ends
He'd have given anything all those years ago to take her away from the life she was trapped in now. How much longer could they keep this up? Her husband would realise soon and he'd make damn sure they never saw each other again.
Meet me on your best behaviour
Meet me at your worst
For there will be no stone unturned
Or bubble left to burst
She was in a good mood today, last time she'd been in a terrible mood. He'd pushed her too far as he always did. He shouldn't have such a beautiful thing as her, he didn't deserve her. But Elliot wanted her, he wasn't good enough either but at least he made her happy. He led her to his room, the bed was still unmade from his last sleepless night and she took off her jacket, dropping it on the floor followed by her shoes and jewellery.

Let me lay beside you, Darling
Let me be your man
And let our bodies intertwine
But always understand
She stripped herself off until she was left in only her white lace bra and knickers. He approached her slowly; her hands pushed his jacket off his shoulders and then went to the hem of his shirt which she pulled over his head. They stood watching each other for a long moment until he raised his hand and pulled her towards him by the hips. His lips pressed against hers ravenously and she responded instantly, her fingers threading in his hair and pulling him closer. They stumbled over to the bed as she pushed his now open jeans down his legs and kicking his shoes off in one motion. They were so caught up in each other that neither knew whose limbs were whose any more.
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything, everything ends
They lay in the bed, breathing heavily, their bodies humming with satisfaction. He lay on his back and she lay on him, her head rested on his chest. Her palm was rested on his heart, feeling the fast pumping slowing. He wanted it to last forever, just stay here. His fingers tapped lightly across the bruised skin her husband had given her. Her thighs, her back, the top of her arms and her wrists, he kissed each bruise and wished again that he could save her.
A window
An opened tomb
The sun crawls
Across your bedroom
A halo
A waning moon
Your last breaths
Moving through you
But he knew they never could so they talked until they fell asleep, she cried about her husband and feeling trapped and he confessed how lost and empty he felt without her. He woke first the next morning and he watched the sun light creep across his bare chest until it reached her face and she stirred awake. He held her lightly but firmly to his chest, kissing her hair and nose tenderly, just trying to convey to her that he loved her and he'd never hurt her like he did.
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything ends
She dressed silently, a tear rolling down her cheek while he watched her silently from the bed. He didn't dress properly himself. Only putting on joggers, a hoodie and flip flops. He drove her back to her car at the foot of the hill and she kissed him once more before wordlessly slipping out into her own car and driving home.
Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at its highest peak
In the middle of the day
He waited for two hours before he began to wonder if she'd come. It was four o'clock by the time he walked back down the hill, feeling uneasy. This shouldn't happen, she never missed an equinox. He got into his car and waited a while longer before loading the internet and searching her name. His whole body went cold at what he found. Beaten to death by her husband of eight years aged only twenty-nine only three days ago. He sucked in a breath between his teeth and rested his head down on the steering wheel, whishing he'd done something. Wishing he'd been a man.
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Or darling understand
He imagined her smiling at him, walking down the hill in that blue summer dress she's loved growing up. She'd kiss his cheek and take his hand, leading his out of his car, up the hill, right to the very edge of the cliff. Then she smiled and turned her heels off the edge so she teetered in the wind. Then she took both his hands, raising them out as wide as she could reach and leant backward. He felt wind rush around him, he felt alive for that one moment and then nothingness. Bliss.
That everything, everything ends

Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves- regret for the past and fear for the future. – Fulton Oursler